Poor Barrett. I took this photo this morning. You can see his Frankenstein looking stitches on his hip and leg. And of course, the e-collar. He hates it, but he's adapting well. After much crying and whining last night he figured out how to manage the stairs.
Today is also a special day. Seven years ago today I arrived in town from Texas and six years ago today I got the keys to this house. I think I need to pick up some champagne!